The black fog rolled back on the Shadow Island, and the terrifying wave destroyed any building along the island's coast, and countless evil spirits fled wailing.
Foego was resurrected from the top of the mountain. The endless black mist turned into his body and lifted him up in the air before he was conscious. After a moment, Foego suddenly opened his eyes, a look of panic flashed across his face.
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"This is...Naga Kapoulos?"
The terrifying power of the last blow made his mind sway, and he did not even doubt that Naga Kapoulos had the ability to truly "erase" him and make him unable to be revived!
At least it would allow him to continue falling into a long slumber.
However, Naga Kapoulos did not give him such a punishment, which was an incredible miracle for a god who controlled movement.
Illaoi spared no effort in facing the undead, let alone Naga Kapoulos herself.
But he was spared one life. After Foego suppressed the panic in his heart, he was quickly filled with joy that he was still alive and had the opportunity to reunite with his queen.
"Ah~ God is so kind!"
He slowly walked down the sky and set foot on the land of Shadow Island.
Stretching out his right hand, the curse and nightmare that belongs exclusively to Shadow Island gathered into a cyan diamond-shaped crystal in his hand.
He poured a large number of cyan inscriptions into it. After a long time, Foyego burst into laughter: "The soul also has such wonderful functions."
Several ghost faces slowly formed on the diamond-shaped crystal, and in the center of the crystal, a wisp of the deepest black mist rose and billowed, making people shudder just by looking at it.
"I need more souls and...desperation!"
He simply sat back, and the black mist automatically solidified into a throne. Foego took the trouble to gather strength for this crystal.
There is no difference between day and night on the Shadow Island, and Foego used the soul knowledge he learned in this battle in this production.
I don’t know how long it took, but not far away, there were bursts of noises in the dark dead woods. It was the crisp sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground. Foyago looked up and saw a burning head.
The evil spirit with green flames and only a skeleton on its face walked slowly towards him.
He was wearing a dark robe of a warden, holding a lantern that emitted green light in one hand, and a hook and sickle that spread pain in one hand. The end of the hook and sickle was connected to a hand-made iron chain, and the chain looked like
Like a struggling human body, or a distorted human face.
"Respect, the great King of Black Mist, the true master of Shadow Island!"
He knelt down respectfully and humbly, and recited Foego's title loudly: "Your humble servant, Thresh, comes to see you and offer you a high-quality and delicious soul."
"you?"
Foego's voice sounded confused at first, and then suddenly raised his voice: "You!"
"Despicable conspirator!"
He summoned the King's Blade from the black mist, and angrily prepared to kill Thresh.
He had a long-standing feud with Thresh. After he brought his army to Blessed Light Island, Thresh was the one who bewitched him and asked him to put Isulde into the Water of Life.
At that time, Thresh was just a rough servant who wanted to take revenge on the Blessed Isles, but now it seems that this cunning and sinister villain is living a very good life on the Shadow Isles!
"King! My king!"
Thresh remained motionless, and the high-pitched and tearing voice in his mouth was so sad: "I am so loyal, I brought you to the fountain of life, and I will bear the brunt of the magical disasters that follow!"
The sword blade stopped on his head, and Foego grabbed his throat angrily. The green will-o'-the-wisp could not touch his skin at all, but dimmed first.
"The black mist reveals your true nature so uglyly."
Foyego looked down at Thresh and expressed his anger word by word: "You think your lies can continue to deceive me? It was you who made Isulde look like that. You blasphemed the queen!"
"It's this island, my king." Thresh replied fluently and sincerely even though the flames of his soul were defeated: "It was this island that desecrated Queen Isulde, and now it has received the punishment it deserves!
And I am still willing to offer everything for your queen and the pearl of the Kingdom of Kamavia!"
"Kamavia has long since returned to dust." Foego let go of his hand.
"Yes, but as long as you are here, your crown will be eternal." Thresh put down his hook and sickle, stretched out his palm and prayed for Foego's forgiveness.
Foego stared at him, as if he wanted to see through the evil nature of this monster.
But he immediately remembered that he was the black mist itself that shaped the monster, so he gently tapped Thresh's palm with the King's Blade.
"I will always watch you."
"Thank you for your generosity!"
Green tears flowed down Thresh's cheeks, making his dark and ferocious skull look a little funny.
But Foego didn't laugh, he picked up the Soul-Drawing Lamp held by Thresh.
"Is this the soul you want to dedicate?"
"Exactly, His Majesty Foyego." Thresh said with a little pride in his tone: "These are high-quality souls that I have collected through unremitting efforts for thousands of years. Each soul has become more precious and stronger under my torture and training.
tough."
Foyego let out a faint "ha", and he casually sucked out half of the soul from the lantern. The soul that still maintained the human form was wailing in his hand. He squeezed it hard, and the black mist wiped the soul into a state of nothingness.
He was sent into the diamond-shaped crystal he fabricated.
At this time, there were three crystals floating quietly above his head, emitting cyan light.
When all the dead soul energy was absorbed by the crystal, Foego took the crystal into the palm of his hand.
Then he placed three crystals into Thresh's hand.
"Go ahead and place these three crystals in the Southern Continent, the Python Horn River State, the Great Race Desert...or even at the foot of Mount Targon. Wherever the crystals are, my black mist will descend."
"As commanded."
Thresh respectfully accepted the three crystals and observed the energy contained in the crystals with cruel eyes.
This power that he coveted but couldn't resist!
He bid farewell to Foyego and temporarily eliminated the possibility that he might be liquidated by the Lord of the Black Mist, which was the greatest purpose and gain of his trip.
Leaving the scope of the black mist, Thresh's face suddenly showed a cruel smile.
"My inventory...ah, I need to replenish it."
The three diamond-shaped crystals were rubbed continuously in his skinny fingers, and the luster of his soul made his heart beat.
"What an enviable power, Lord of the Black Mist? Ah... Your Majesty Foyago, are you really immortal?"
With questions and full of conspiracies, he disappeared into the Sea of Watchers and flew towards the southern continent at a rapid speed.
…
"It is bright!"
The people of Bilgewater looked at the clear sky after the rain and cried with joy.
It is still daytime, so the retreat of the soul-eating night is even more obvious. When the warm sunshine shines down, people can't help but feel moved by the aftermath.
The chaos of the violent storm remained on the floor, and the streets were littered with collapsed signboards or flowerpots.
In some of the hardest-hit areas, corpses were scattered everywhere, and the bodies of the evil spirits had been melted by the rain, so only humans were left with strange or tragic deaths.
The cleaner responsible for cleaning up was tall and tall, wearing a white coat. As soon as he lifted a few corpses, he was stained with a lot of blood.
Muffled cries came from the safe area of the harbor.
The sea beasts carried Illaoi's body back to the coast. As the hero who saved Bilgewater, people cheered to pay tribute to her.
Naga Kapoulos's instructor quickly sent the seriously injured Illaoi back to the ship. The brave Zhenzhe had already fallen into a deep sleep. In the dream of nothingness, he was recalling the magnificent divine voice descended by Naga Kapoulos.
Sister Luck had two guns hanging on her waist, and she moved her buttocks as she led the men over.
"Master Zhenzhe hasn't died yet, has he?"
All the teachers of the Naga Kapolos Cult immediately looked at her angrily.
"I was just kidding." Sister Good Luck chuckled twice: "At least I saved your life. I'm bringing a doctor here for you."
Good guy, those who didn’t know better thought you were here to make fun of me.
Caitlin on the side rolled her eyes: "You are really good at talking."
"It's okay, they have long been used to it." Sister Lucky smiled, turned around and continued talking to the teachers: "If you don't like our ship's doctor, I have the best medicine here, keep it for Illaoi first.
Let’s talk about fate later.”
The teachers who originally planned to refuse looked at each other for a few times and reluctantly agreed.
They did bring a lot of medicine to treat evil spirits on this trip, but the sword in Illaoi's chest was obviously not something they could handle right now.
The blade of the King's Blade wielded by Foego was relatively wide, and it also penetrated Illaoi's chest, which meant that he did not deliberately aim at the heart, otherwise there would be no hope of rescuing Illaoi.
Even so, the sword that penetrated the lungs required urgent treatment.
"Okay, what are your next plans?"
After the ship's doctor confirmed Illaoi's injuries and admitted that they could still be saved, Good Luck breathed a sigh of relief and began to ask Caitlin about her plan.
"Of course, I should return to Pi City immediately to report the situation of this soul-eating night. It is no joke to have a master appear suddenly from the black mist." Caitlin said solemnly: "The undead holding the sword was killed by the tentacles in the end.
?”
"Who knows, those monsters in the black mist can resurrect in the Shadow Island every time. You have to ask Illaoi about this question."
"When you have the exact information, I hope you can inform us."
"Of course, of course." Sister Good Luck responded with a smile upon hearing this: "We are close business partners! Do you need me to prepare a ship for you?"
"Then I'm sorry to bother you. Now that Bilgewater is in such chaos, I guess you are the only one who has the ability to arrange the ship immediately." Caitlin did not refuse: "In return, accept this."
She took out a note from her backpack and handed it to Sister Good Luck: "This is an unexpected gain when I was investigating some information. You should be interested in the secrets of the previous generation of pirate kings."
"Ah--"
Sister Good Luck sneered when she heard this: "Who knows if that old guy can survive this soul-eating night?"
Even though she said that, she quickly put the note into her pocket.
If Gangplank knew that he was being stabbed in the back by Chai Anping and Caitlin in turns, he would probably vomit blood in depression.